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leonardo da vinci painting
leonardo da vinci the last supper
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Very well. I am now going to look for my young man. He's on the loose I'm afraid, and I must get him home. All I want you to do to-night is not to fasten the door, in case I should want to sleep here, and should be late." ¡¡¡¡ "I thought you'd soon get tired of giving yourself airs and keeping away!" ¡¡¡¡ "Well--don't do the door. That's all I say." ¡¡¡¡ She then sallied out again, and first hastening back to Jude's to make sure that he had not returned, began her search for him. A shrewd guess as to his probable course took her straight to the tavern which Jude had formerly frequented, and where she had been barmaid for a brief term. She had no sooner opened the door of the "Private Bar" than her eyes fell upon him--sitting in the shade at the back of the compartment, with his eyes fixed on the floor in a blank stare. He was drinking nothing stronger than ale just then. He did not observe her, and she entered and sat beside him. ¡¡¡¡ Jude looked up, and said without surprise: "You've come to have something, Arabella? ... I'm trying to forget her: that'
oil paintings all! But I can't; and I am going home." She saw that he was a little way on in liquor, but only a little as yet. ¡¡¡¡ "I've come entirely to look for you, dear boy. You are not well. Now you must have something better than that." Arabella held up her finger to the barmaid. "You shall have a liqueur--that's better fit for a man of education than beer. You shall have maraschino, or curacao dry or sweet, or cherry brandy. I'll treat you, poor chap!"